Written two days after Shakespeare’s birthday. This is my atonement for forgetting the birth of a founder who forever changed the English language….
recording capture what people say last
the audial imagination
minute details imposed by tone
i brought this paper so i wouldn’t doodle
on my homework. (that still didn’t stop me)
despite removing them,
i still feel the sunglasses on my head
matted against my hair, an old testament
of my self-diagnosed photosensitivity.